Eyeing myself in the mirror, I nodded in content then trotted to the bathroom with my makeup in hand. I knocked on the door, and when I heard no reply, I opened the door. Instantly, I screamed and shielded my eyes because of what stood before me. "Harry!"

"Yes?" I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

"I knocked for a reason!"

"I've got nothing to hide, sweets. I'm an open book."

I snorted. "Clearly! But I did not wish to read your damn book, so please shut it!" I said flustered.

"Fine, fine." I heard some shuffling and finally Harry told me it was safe to finally open my eyes. I cautiously peeked from behind my fingers and saw that he had covered his… manhood. I let a sigh escape my lips and ushered him out.

Quickly applying makeup and putting my long hair into waves, I walked out of the door. Harry winked at me. I scowled at him. That boy had no boundaries.

"We all set to go, then?" Liam asked. I eyed the room and saw each boy stand up. From my understanding, they had an interview with god knows who, and had a local concert shortly after. Instead of giving an answer, I picked up my purse and walked out. Someone wolf whistled behind me, most likely Harry, and then a loud smack came afterwards, probably Louis. I allowed myself a smirk before finally reaching the elevator.

In no time, I was being guided by the boys and security guards to their van. It was quite frustrating, to be frank. I just wanted to get into the van, and be on my way. But these girls were not having it, for even a simple wiff of those boys could send them into a frenzy.

Finally, we reached the van and were on our way. No one dared to speak so we sat in an somewhat awkward silence. I kept myself busy by scrolling through notes I had already taken. it was strange to imagine this kind of life; constantly on the move and being watched every minute of every day. The tabloids report on what they eat, for chrissake. Looking at each boy, I could not find anything glamorous about them. Don't get me wrong, they were marvelous and gorgeous, but they were normal. They were a bunch of guys who would normally be in college, dating a girl who works at the diner, working at a grocery store. But instead they were millionaires who are adored by so many who they don't even know the name of. They were inspiration to those afraid of standing out. They were hated by people they didn't even know, and what for? Because they sing? They dress differently than the status quo?
In that moment I realized that I was dazzled by so much more than their perfect locks, or their fun personalities, or their swoon worthy smiles, or their crooning voices. But instead by their grounded minds and capability to handle the pressure. It was astounding. The world watched them and criticized them.

My train of thought was interrupted with more shouts of girls. I groaned. Zayn chuckled. "C'mon, Taylor. You can do it." He smiled reassuringly.

I looked at him uncertainly but gathered my things to exit anyways.

"C'mere, little one," Louis hummed. He grabbed my hand and helped me out. We were ushered into an entrance at the back of the building. I noticed some of the guys stopped to take pictures and sign autographs but I pressed on.

I will spare you with the boring details of the remainder of my wait. It really only consisted of me waiting for the interview to start, and the guys being pampered.

Soon enough though, they were on a couch in front of lady smiling flirtatiously back at them.

"We're here with One Direction today, Niall, Zayn, Liam, Harry, and Louis." She motioned to them while they waved to the camera. I guess this would be a televised event rather than in front of a crowd. Niall was sitting on the arm rest, Liam, Louis, and Harry were all squeezed on the cushions, and Zayn was on the other arm rest.

"So One Direction's third birthday is coming up, how do you plan on celebrating?"

"Laser Quest," Niall said immediately. The boys laughed loudly while the interviewer just giggled.

"Oh yeah? Isn't that what you've done for your first birthday?"

"Yep" Niall responded, putting an emphasis on the 'p'. I smiled while writing this all down.

"How are you guys enjoying your tour so far?"

"It's been great, really. And it's just all so crazy, you know? We're just normal lads who are doing something." I knew it was Harry even though I wasn't looking; his voice is low and slow.

"So you know I've got to ask, who here is taken?" The interviewer flipped her shoulder length black hair over her shoulder while batting her lashes. Most likely fake.

"I am," Louis proudly raised his hand.

Zayn was grinning and raised his hand as well.

"That's all? None of you others have found yourself a lady friend?"

"I wouldn't necessarily think I'm looking. If it happens, it happens," Liam said.

She nodded her head, then proceeded with the questions.

"We've got fan questions here, and the first one is…ah," She giggled a bit before continuing, and I rolled my eyes. "If you were a girl, who would you date in the band and why?"

The boys each turned their head and laughed. I got ready for their answers, because I knew with these guys it would be interesting.

Harry uncomfortably rubbed his elbows and laughed once more. "If I was a girl, I would date…probably Liam." The I saw them turn their heads to Liam who looked dazed.

"Oh." I heard him say.

"I think he's-" Harry was interrupted by Louis.

"Solid choice," Louis said in approval. He draped his arm around Liam's shoulders while nodding his head. I tried desperately to silence my oncoming giggles. How strange.

"I think I…" Louis began. I saw the brunette look at each of his bandmates before continuing. "Hmmm. Come back to me." I rolled my eyes at his teasing.

"What about you, Niall?" Liam intervened. I never realized how deep Liam's voice was as well. He didn't speak much when I was around.

Every lad turned to the blonde Irish as he contemplated his answer. "I'd date Louis."

I watched as Zayn turned his head, then Harry, then Liam all towards Louis.

"I think I'd date Niall. Yeah I was gonna say you, Niall!"

"Cuz I'd like to go to a theme park with you on our first date," Niall said. He sounded so innocent and childlike, I couldn't help but grin.

"Yeah, we could have," Louis agreed.

"I think I'd date Louis as well, if I was a girl that is," Liam interjected. He looked so nonchalant and chill about it. "Yeah, I'd date Louis." He said in finality.

All heads turned to Zayn and he got the message. "I wouldn't date any of ya," He said coolly. I was a little taken aback as were the rest of the boys of his answer. "Because none of you picked me." It got really quiet for a minute as everyone let that settle in, before Louis broke the silence. He burt out laughing and was clapping his hands. The others joined in while Zayn sat stone cold. I'm assuming he was playing to be upset and offended. Niall's laughter was the most noticeable so I turned my attention to him. He was gripping Zayn's shoulder hoping to cheer him up.

"Get off." Zayn ordered coolly. Niall looked uncomfortable but laughed it off.

Soon the interview ended and I met up with them backstage. "Aw, Zayn you know I'd date ya," Niall cheered.

Zayn pretended to cry while muttering things about "it's so hard" and "feeling neglected" and finally, "his goldfish died". I sat back, watching this unfold as each boy engulfed Zayn into a hug. Louis, being the instigator he is, slowly leaned forward pushing them to the ground. And as they tumbled, Louis was standing up tall grinning victoriously. He let out a battle cry before jumping on top of them all.

"Ugh, Lou! Get your fat bum off!" Niall cried. Thankfully, I remembered that I had a camera and quickly tugged it out of my bag. I snapped a few pictures and giggled at their childlike ways.

It seemed these people only moved in fast motion because before I knew it, I was in the van again and was heading to the arena they were preforming at.

I wasn't sure where else to go, so I followed limply behind the guys and stayed lost in my thoughts.

"Taylor? Hullo?" I finally noticed Liam waving a hand in front of my face.

"Huh?"

"Er, we're going on, I'm assuming you want to come with us?" He jutted a thumb towards the stage, and I just nodded. He led me to the farthest corner of the stage, which was hidden behind a platform in which the band would be playing. "I have to go below with the lads. Catch ya later." He bid my goodbye. I watched him as he jogged away, and grabbed myself a bucket to sit on. No one seemed to mind my presence while shuffling around preparing. I noticed the lights dimmed, and the girls' screams grew impossibly louder. I watched in amazement as the boys slowly rose from the platform, and began to sing the first song.

Here's the set: http://www.polyvore.com/interview_with_boys/set?id=92149800

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